Red
It is all I see
On the streets
On the roads
On the news
But why?
Why is it that everywhere I look I see nothing but that dark shade?
A color that no matter how many times you paint over, it still reminds
It cannot be controlled
It cannot be erased
And it is simply unchangeable, but…
It can be judged
It can be defiled
And it is stigmatized
A color
Though we are all familiar with its presences, ever since we were little and received our first nick or cut-seeing the tiny drips individually splash on the ground into small puddles of blood
Some of us fainted
Others averted our eyes
Yet one of us was brave enough to stand and take the initiative to patch up the mark
The color can make us forget or realize how familiar we are
On the inside, we share the same shade, but the world views us as different on the outside because of a different color
Black is Black and White is White
We are different
There is no Grey
Race is embedded to make us think we are separate, but…
It shouldn’t define us
The color of our skin does not compare to what runs through our system
We both bleed the same color
We both bleed the same color
Red